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Alexander laid Elara on the expansive bed of his penthouse. While living with his parents in the mansion provided a certain comfort, he had bought this place because he needed a sanctuary where he could truly unwind. Elara was the first woman he had ever brought here."Elara," he called out, his voice thick with a mix of worry and longing. "Lara," he repeated, gently prying open her lids that were sealed shut.He found himself staring at her beautiful lips as she whispered a faint, "Yes," in the most groggy, drowsy voice he had ever heard."Hi," he said softly, waving his hand in front of her partially opened eyes to see if she could focus. He took a steadying breath. "Lara, I need to get you into the tub. Can I take off your clothes?"She gave a small, limp nod.Alexander’s hands trembled as he worked. As he stripped her down to her matching red underwear, a sharp throb of desire hit him. It had been six long years since he had seen a woman naked—six years since he had been this clo

"I'm so sorry, Ethan," Elara said, her face flushing with embarrassment as she grabbed her clutch."It’s no problem, Lara," Ethan replied with a calm, easy smile. "I always knew you were a workaholic. We’ll reschedule.""Thank you for being so understanding," she said, feeling a wave of relief.Ethan gestured to the menu. "At least let me get you some take-out to go. You shouldn't work on an empty stomach.""Okay, thank you," she agreed. She waited for him to stand up and walk her to the door, but he stayed rooted in his seat. He gave her a polite wave but didn't move an inch toward the exit.'Is he avoiding Alex? But why?' The thought flickered in her mind, but her entire train of thought was derailed the moment she stepped onto the sidewalk.Alexander was there, leaning against his black Mercedes Maybach. The streetlights caught the sharp lines of his suit and the dark intensity in his eyes. Her heart got caught in her throat. He looked like a dream—a perfect, handsome dream—and it

Alexander laid Elara on the expansive bed of his penthouse. While living with his parents in the mansion provided a certain comfort, he had bought this place because he needed a sanctuary where he could truly unwind. Elara was the first woman he had ever brought here."Elara," he called out, his voice thick with a mix of worry and longing. "Lara," he repeated, gently prying open her lids that were sealed shut.He found himself staring at her beautiful lips as she whispered a faint, "Yes," in the most groggy, drowsy voice he had ever heard."Hi," he said softly, waving his hand in front of her partially opened eyes to see if she could focus. He took a steadying breath. "Lara, I need to get you into the tub. Can I take off your clothes?"She gave a small, limp nod.Alexander’s hands trembled as he worked. As he stripped her down to her matching red underwear, a sharp throb of desire hit him. It had been six long years since he had seen a woman naked—six years since he had been this clo

Alexander picked Lyra up and held her. He felt a strange, warm feeling in his chest."Your mummy is my friend," he said softly. "But she is very busy with work right now. How did you get here?"Lyra sighed and looked at him. "I snuck into mummy’s car. I was waiting for the best time to speak up, but then I fell asleep."Alexander gasped. He felt a wave of fear. "How did you get out of the car? That is very dangerous!"Lyra looked bored, like it wasn't a big deal. "Mum always forgets to lock her car," she said.Alex looked at the car and then back at the little girl. He couldn't believe it. She had been in the car the whole time he was arguing with Elara! She had been there when he kissed her mother.He looked at Lyra’s face again. The more he looked, the more he saw himself in her. The way she tilted her head and the shape of her eyes—it was like looking in a mirror from his own childhood."Does your daddy forget to lock the car too?" Alex asked, his heart beating fast. He wanted to k

"I'm so sorry, Ethan," Elara said, her face flushing with embarrassment as she grabbed her clutch."It’s no problem, Lara," Ethan replied with a calm, easy smile. "I always knew you were a workaholic. We’ll reschedule.""Thank you for being so understanding," she said, feeling a wave of relief.Ethan gestured to the menu. "At least let me get you some take-out to go. You shouldn't work on an empty stomach.""Okay, thank you," she agreed. She waited for him to stand up and walk her to the door, but he stayed rooted in his seat. He gave her a polite wave but didn't move an inch toward the exit.'Is he avoiding Alex? But why?' The thought flickered in her mind, but her entire train of thought was derailed the moment she stepped onto the sidewalk.Alexander was there, leaning against his black Mercedes Maybach. The streetlights caught the sharp lines of his suit and the dark intensity in his eyes. Her heart got caught in her throat. He looked like a dream—a perfect, handsome dream—and it